Prologue: Waking up to a new day
Action, 1490 Kramden Road, earlyish:
[ Ilsa snuggles in her sleep. Sleeping late after a great party counted as two luxuries she’d done without for years, and the capper was the party was to celebrate getting her medical degree. ]
[ No hangover, she’d been content to play Stump The DJ and mix drinks for everyone else at the bash. Of course, it had been a huge crowd, and the after-hours place hadn’t kicked them out for the breakfast rush, either. ]
[ She realizes she is snuggled up with someone, and chuckles ]
[ Raising her head up, she smiles. ]
Good morning...
[ The smile fades as she can’t quite place his face amongst her memories of the evening before. ]
[ Suddenly, she curls up, clutching her head, whimpering. ]
Telephone, midmorning:
So, if I am new in town, is there an orientation or some such to find out just how far from center things are here?
[ Ilsa snuggles in her sleep. Sleeping late after a great party counted as two luxuries she’d done without for years, and the capper was the party was to celebrate getting her medical degree. ]
[ No hangover, she’d been content to play Stump The DJ and mix drinks for everyone else at the bash. Of course, it had been a huge crowd, and the after-hours place hadn’t kicked them out for the breakfast rush, either. ]
[ She realizes she is snuggled up with someone, and chuckles ]
[ Raising her head up, she smiles. ]
Good morning...
[ The smile fades as she can’t quite place his face amongst her memories of the evening before. ]
[ Suddenly, she curls up, clutching her head, whimpering. ]
Telephone, midmorning:
So, if I am new in town, is there an orientation or some such to find out just how far from center things are here?